A black framed picture on the wall shows a private viewing of a vast, open-planned exhibition hall. In the foreground, the doors of the lobby open. We find we are prone to tears over the following motto:
If you want to live in a beautiful city
First you must be a man of strength
And lastly you must be a king of sorts
From now on you shall have my servant
I will give you a hand in your kingdom
Your highness, I mean to act on your behalf
As long as you are still alive